"Stop it," she said, not at all convincingly. "You're rubbing my poor little clitty raw… " But her hand covered his, and she directed him in his caresses, showing him the spots that really made her ovaries piss out the hot cunt juices.
She wanted to face him while she fucked him. She loved to see a man's face go wild as the excitement of orgasm came over him. Without taking her cunt off his big hard prick, Karen swiveled around until she was face to face with Jerry, her pussy still crammed full of his meat.
"Mmm, yeah," she husked as she settled downward once again.
By twisting as she cunt-gobbled his cock, she could accentuate the pleasure her clit was already feeling. The wiriness of his cockhair was like sandpaper rubbing her clit raw, and she moaned and purred each time she felt it again. Her legs and arms were folded around him, and her pussy swallowed his prick repeatedly as she rocked hard and horny atop the boy's cock.
"Jesus, you're gonna do it to me," she heard him say. "You're gonna make me paint your guts with cum… "
"Do it! I'm gonna come too-let's squirt together!" Her hot cunt ate his cock again and again, and she rocked closer and closer to the moment of her own release.
"Now, baby, you're gonna get it," the boy panted, and his arms went tight around her while his cock stretched out for what felt like a mile up her pussy sheath. The lengthening of his cock almost fucked Karen straight up into the air, but she slammed down with her cunt and she held him in a death grip, milking his big hard muscle with the rippling contractions of her pussy.
"I'm squirting!" she heard him wail, but she already knew that. She could feel his cock twitch, then start to blast, deep inside. They said a woman couldn't really feel a cock squirting. They lied! She could count each separate explosion of his sperm, shooting into her hot tunnel, and she ate it with her pussy muscles, sucking the hot juice into her womb.
She began to come almost as his convulsions subsided, and the excited response of her pussy made his slightly soft cock go instantly hard all over again.
"Keep me stiff, baby!" Jerry panted, ramming his dry cock up into Karen's cunt while she climaxed all over the length of his fuck-rod. Chapter 4
"You horny fucker," Karen said, "you're worse than my first husband! If I sat down on the goddamn pot, he was on me and had his tongue up my cunt before I'd even finished pissing! Is that what you have in mind?" she went on, looking up from the toilet seat at a grinning Jerry Wexler.
The young man stood in the bathroom doorway, leaning against the frame, with his pricks sticking up and out. It was at full attention. Karen's throat clogged with drool at the sight of that cock. She could still taste it in her mouth.
"I thought you might wanna use your tongue on this," Jerry countered, strolling toward her. The bobbing of his cock preceded him, and when he was close enough, Karen reached out and grabbed him. She pulled Jerry to her. As the last dribbles of piss splattered into the toilet bowl, she was taking Jerry's cock into her mouth, sucking it hard and hungrily.
He put his hands on his hips and fucked his big hard prick into Karen's mouth, panting as the strokes grew more energetic.
She took him deeply, gulping him into the upper end of her throat. God, she couldn't get enough of the taste of his prick! Her saliva rolled down the shaft, leaking out her mouth and into his cockhairs. Her lips wriggled down the length of the rod, lapping up the saliva she had just drooled.
Karen pulled her head upward and nursed thirstily at the swollen tip of Jerry's cock. It had filled her pussy with cum, not fifteen minutes ago but it was as hard as any cock in human history, and the proof of that hardness filled her greedy mouth.
"Are you sorry Leanne stood you up?" she gasped, coming up for a necessary breath of air. Not even a woman as horny as Karen Murphy could live totally on cock. She had to breathe, at least a little.
"I think I lucked out," the boy said frankly, "Leanne's a real bitch on a hard prick. But I guess you got an idea of that last night, hmmm, Karen? If she had half the talent you do, she'd be the state champion of fucking."
Karen took that to mean Jerry liked what she was doing to him. She was glad. She loved it. And she didn't feel one goddamn bit guilty about fucking up his planned date with her daughter.
She wiped her cunt with a damp towelette, still wolfing down Jerry's prick, and she slid off the toilet, onto her knees on the floor. She was already holding the kid by the ass. Her hands worked up and down his back and hips, and she cupped his nuts from behind while she continued to eat his prick.
The big knobby cap thrust into her throat repeatedly, and she gulped and moaned each time, as if it were the first time. Her knees ached as she knelt there sucking on Jerry, but her mouth felt sooooo fucking good it didn't matter!
"Sit on the pot again," she heard him say. "I wanna fuck those big ripe tits of yours, Karen!"
Eagerly she moved upward, squeezing her tits together as he put his cock between them. "Patrick loved to do this to me," she said in a moist excited voice, demonstrating her readiness by the way she moved her face forward, her lips sipping lewdly at the tip of Jerry's prick as he rammed back and forth, fucking toward her flushed, sweat-dripping face.
"Yeah," she went on, panting, "he liked to fuck my titties, too-and he especially liked it when I nibbled on the end of his cock while he was doing it. Do you like that too, Jerry? Does it make your cock harder and hornier?"
His answer was to thrust his cock right into her open mouth, punctuating her words with a fierce prick-stab. She gagged on him but she kept on sucking.
His cock came out of her mouth and he resumed fucking her tits. The fleshy mounds squeezed tighter and tighter around him. Karen pushed her tits inward, trapping his prick, and she kept her tongue busy too, licking all of his cock she could reach. It was dynamite!
A splatter of cum burst from his prick, squirting across her tongue. She clamped down, sucking, ready just in case he was about to spill his load. Her hands jiggled his sac of balls, and the stones knocked together inside. Karen could almost hear the cracking sound as they hit one another. She giggled on his prick and she kept sucking.
"You like to be on top," Jerry said huskily. "Why don't you do that again right now?"
Karen released him and stood up. He sat down on the commode, and she mounted his lap, reaching under herself to guide his cock into her cunt. The hard lance bit deep and true, and she squirmed down while an almost baritone growl burst from her fluttering lips. His hands filled with her tits, and she rocked up and down, feeling him fuck passionately into her pussy more times than she could count.
He moved his hands down her bouncing body, into the wet-haired mat of her pussy. He pushed his cock again, filling her with the male power, and as his fingers worried her hardened, lustful clit, he whispered into her ear, "You ever try it up the asshole, Karen?"
"More times than you've had that thing up a tight teenaged pussy," she taunted. "Think you can bring me to my knees by cornholing me? Mmm, baby, I'd like to see you try that!"
She knelt before him on the bathroom floor once again, lubing his cock with Vaseline and saliva. Jerry's cock was a big thick one, and it needed a little help getting into the hole he had in mind.
When his rigid prick was coated with grease, she stood up and did a flouncy turn, presenting him with her ass. "Now you do the honors to me, honey," she invited. "And you might lick it first, if you're man enough. My asshole gets all hot and horny when anybody licks it."
She bent over and touched her toes, moving her big ripe ass back and forth in front of his face. He leaned in to brush her crack with his tongue. She liked the feel of him tonguing her pussy, but she was itching to feel him in her asshole, too.
Jerry spread her cheeks and his tongue nuzzled the hot tight hole. She moaned as he licked his way into her asshole, and she shoved her ass straight into his face. He kept on licking and tickling, but it wasn't just his tongue in action now. He had a finger inside her, a finger that was greased with the Vaseline, and he coated the interior of Karen's anal tract with the lubing jelly.
"Fuck me with your finger," she urged.
He moved his finger in and out, shoving the jelly deep into Karen's asshole. She squirmed and wiggled and her hot ass twitched from side to side. The muscles were working on him, sucking his finger in and out of her. She was doing all the work, but she was far too excited to wait. She wanted him up her ass, and she wanted him there right now!
He took his finger out and she squatted down over his lap, feeling the ticklish rub of his big swollen cockhead along the expectant crease of her pussycrack. He pulled it upward, and nosed the greasy knob into the splay of her asshole. She was holding her cheeks as far apart as they'd go, tempting him with the revelation of her tiny tight backdoor, inviting him to fuck her there with all he had.
"Oh, it's so fucking big," she said as she felt the knob sink into the jelly-greased hole. "But don't stop-even if I scream-"
She grunted and strained against him, and then, oh, Christ, he was in her, and she was slamming herself down to suck all of his cock up her shitter!
"Aaaaaahhhhh!" she screamed, but he obeyed her command and he didn't let up for a moment. He took hold of the insides of her thighs, next to the dark auburn fluff of her cunthairs, and he flexed his hands on her legs, squeezing, massaging, playing with her flesh while he reamed the shit out of her backdoor.
One of his hands covered her pussy bun, and she reached down to caress his hand, urge his fingers into her cunt. She took his other hand and moved it up to her tits, fitting it down over one of the jiggling, sweat-soaked mounds. Her nipple seemed to erect into his fingers' grip, and he squeezed and milked at her teat.
"Fingerfuck my pussy, too," she reminded him, and his fingers entered her, bunched up into a knuckly spear of pleasure that rammed in and out of her pussy in almost perfect counterpoint to the short, desperate strokes of his cock up her asshole.
She clenched down, straddling his legs as she fucked her ass toward his cock. It felt really great but weird, too, to be sitting on the John attempting to pull something into her body rather than crap it out. Karen strained and stretched and fucked, while Jerry's hands continued to fondle her tits and fingerfuck her pussy.
"Do you believe in spirit possession?" the older woman gasped hoarsely, "I think the ghost of my first husband must have taken control of you. He liked to do this to me, too. And that cock of his was so big I thought I might die… "
"This is as big as you need," Jerry grunted, shoving cock hard up her stretched and straining asshole. "And will you knock it the fuck off about your first husband? I'm not fucking you with his cock, I'm doing it with mine."
Karen winced. She supposed she had been talking a bit too much about Patrick, but sometimes she did that when she was really hot and the memory of how he used to fuck her came drifting back amid the other hot notions and fantasies in her mind. "You cream m^ asshole and make me knock it off," she challenged.
Jerry wasn't a bit reluctant about taking her up on it. His fingers filled her pussy, and he was scooping honey out of her cunt-hole, rubbing the sticky juices back onto the swollen tip of her clit, keeping Karen red-hot and horny all the while Ms big hard cock reamed her ass. Sure, he wasn't quite as big as Patrick, but he was big enough for two women and he sure knew how to shove that cock up a willing shithole!
Her asshole throbbed around his cock. She tilted lurchingly from side to side, making his prick bend and stretch inside her. He was deep in her bowels, fucking like a maniac, and his fingers in her pussy were about to yank Karen inside out. And besides that, she had just stolen her own daughter's boyfriend! She was a total slut!